Super Tiandao Academy

Chapter 552 Thunder Giant
"As you wish!" The eyes of the Fallen Flower Saint are full of murderous intent, this leaf has unlimited potential, keeping it will be a future problem after all, it is better to get rid of it completely.

But she knew that Feng Wuya and others might intervene, so before making a move, she said to Feng Wuya and others: "As long as you don't intervene in this matter, I will definitely reward you handsomely."

"Ye Mao's ability to break the formation is obvious to all. There are so many formations here. With his help, we can leave the ancient city of sunset." Feng Wuya immediately expressed his opinion.

Ye Mao glanced at Feng Wuya, the Saint Ye and the Unfeeling Sword Saint thought the same way, because of his great value, they would never let the Saint Fallen Flower kill him.

Saint Ye was very tough, he said coldly: "I will kill anyone who dares to touch Ye Mao again."

"Old woman, aren't you going to kill me? Hurry up. If you don't do it now, you are my granddaughter. No, I don't have such a rubbish granddaughter." Extremely heavy, thinking of what she had done again, the anger in my heart could not be contained, "Didn't you keep shouting 'the saint should not be insulted', I insulted you, but you have to do it."

The Fallen Flower Saint was so angry that his face turned from blue to purple, and two streams of white air came out of his nostrils.

Ye Mao has the Unfeeling Order in his hand, he can invite the Unfeeling Sword Master, and the two old guys, Feng Wuya and Ye Yumian, are on Ye Mao's side.

These three people are more powerful than one, she can't stop any one of them, let alone the three of them team up, she is afraid that she will be killed in an instant.

"It's impossible for them to protect you all the time. I'll always have a chance to kill you." The Fallen Flower Saint said expressionlessly.

"That's right, there are so many formations in the ancient city of Sunset, it's not certain who will kill who, but Tu Sheng in Zhoutian Realm sounds awesome." Ye Mao said coldly.

The Fallen Flower Saint said: "I have a holy body, even if you stand still and let you chop with all your strength, you can't hurt half a hair of me, ignorant boy."

"That's not necessarily the case. There is always something in the world that can help me tear apart the holy body." Ye Mao looked at the Fallen Flower Saint with a blank expression.

The Fallen Flower Sage sneered, and didn't take it seriously. Ye Mao was born in a top-notch merchant, so how could he have such a peerless treasure.

"However, why are you called the 'Sage of Falling Flowers'? Isn't falling flowers just remnants of flowers and willows? I understand, you must have been abandoned by men before, and it's not just one man, because you have been abandoned so much that you are so distorted , Perverted personality, becoming so sensitive to so-called insults." Ye Mao said.

The name of Saint Fallen Flower comes from the palm technique she practiced, but Ye Mao's unintentional explanation pierced into Saint Fallen Flower's heart like a sharp knife.

The Falling Flower Saint had a difficult love life. When she was young, she had admired three men successively. Two of them abandoned her because they fell in love with other women, and one was a married woman who regarded her as a lover, but finally abandoned her.

Heartbroken, she no longer believed in love, so her private life became promiscuous, hanging out with hundreds of men for a time.

"Pfft..." The Fallen Flower Saint was stabbed in the heart, spewed out a mouthful of blood angrily, couldn't help violently attacking Ye Mao.

Ye Mao had been on guard for a long time, and immediately hid behind Ye Yumian, and Ye Yumian blocked the attack of Fallen Flower Saint.

"Looks like I hit the spot!" Ye Mao said.

Feng Wuya had to admire Ye Mao's teasing methods, if he was allowed to continue like this, the Fallen Flower Saint might go crazy, so he couldn't help saying: "You can do it, since everyone is out of trouble, let's move on."

The Fallen Flower Saint knew that Feng Wuya was waiting to protect Ye Mao, and there was nothing he could do now, so he could only suppress his anger and hide the boundless murderous intent in his heart.

Seeing that Yun Luo was awake and could even walk, Ye Mao hurriedly thanked her.

A group of people walked forward along the alleyway, and after about a cup of tea, they reached the end of the alleyway, and there was a huge and desolate cemetery in front of them.

Among the many graves, there are many spears, and on those spears, there are many mummies, about 1000 of them, and the smell from the mummies is very good, which shows that they were extremely powerful existences during their lifetime .

"These mummies are all wearing the special armor of the Qinglongwei, the secret guard of the Anbu of the Qian Dynasty." Yun Luo suddenly said.

"They are not allowed to rest in peace after death. It can be seen that these ghost cultivators in the ancient city of the setting sun hate the people of the Qian Dynasty." Ye Mao turned to look at Bai Xuanyi, "You are the princess of the Qian Dynasty, and your identity should be exposed. , if you fall into the hands of ghost cultivators, you will end up like this."

Bai Xuanyi was very familiar with Qinglongwei, seeing them being picked up on the spear point one by one, with cold air coming from their backs, and hearing Ye Mao's words, she felt even more disturbed.

"In the past!" Feng Wuya took the lead, walking through the small path in the middle of the cemetery, there was a ghostly atmosphere in the distance, and a palace could be vaguely seen.

Those eight achievements are hidden treasures!
"Boom!"

Thunder flashed in the sky, and the clouds became lower and lower. It seemed that as long as you raised your hand, you could touch the layers of black clouds that were pressed down from the sky.

A Dawson's white lightning flashed in the air, and there were more and more lightning, and there was a feeling that it would hit the head at any time.

The cemetery was even more windy, dusty, and filled with a murderous atmosphere.

Ye Mao couldn't help but look up at the sky, the clouds were hazy and he couldn't see anything, he couldn't help urging his eyes, in the dense clouds, there were actually huge bubbles floating one after another.

One person was trapped in each bubble, and he saw Lu Yuan, Tang Xiaoguo, Mu Yanling and Xue Jingshu in it, but there was no You Ji who came in.

"Whoa!"

Tens of thousands of Dawson's white thunder and lightning shuttled through the clouds, flew down, and instantly condensed into a giant thunder and lightning giant hundreds of feet tall, exuding an incomparably sturdy aura.

Holding a flashing lightning whip in its hand, it stopped in front of a group of people.

Without saying a word, the thunder and lightning giant swung the lightning whip exuding a destructive aura towards everyone.

Ye Mao, Yun Luo and the others immediately dodged aside.

Ye Yumian, Feng Wuya, and Ruthless Swordsman rushed towards the Thunder Whip and killed the Thunder Giant, but the Falling Flower Saint distanced himself from the Thunder Giant like lightning, and then she showed a cold grin on her face, and wrapped her whole body in her arms. The power blasted down towards the top of Ye Mao's head, which was intended to kill Ye Mao.

Under the pressure of the saint, Ye Mao couldn't move, let alone breathe smoothly. He could only watch the attack of the falling flower saint fall, and screamed Li Niansheng in his heart.

"It's useless for you to call me, the formation is not ready yet." Li Niansheng sighed.

"You're looking for death!" Ye Yumian was furious when she noticed the actions of the Fallen Flower Saint. This woman was full of personal grievances and had no sense of the big picture.

Although Ye Yumian reacted extremely quickly, the distance was a bit far and it was already too late.

The Fallen Blossom Saint looked at Ye Yumian provocatively, smiled triumphantly and accelerated to take pictures.

"Ye Mao is dead this time!" Yun Xiangxiang felt that she had seen the situation clearly, and no one could save Ye Mao now.

(End of this chapter)